Confusion

I am here everyday,
And no matter what I will say.
I feel strange my thoughts are messed up,
My body is sore like some kind of poor mutt.
I just don't get it there's too much to think about,
And in the end all that happens is I end up a big pout.
I think about life and love,
I think about the real protection you get from a glove.
I think about then and I think about now,
And I wonder how.
I am suppposed to get through it this time,
My eyes hurt like they have been filled with lime.
I think about the one's I love more than life,
And if I will ever get called wife.
I think about school and what I am going to do three years from now,
And I think about it and say wow.
Life is going by too fast,
Fourteen years come and passed.
This isn't possible is it,
Not now has it really just hit?
Oh my god I think about the past,
And thank god that things never last.
I think about my dad,
And man am I glad.
Things are the way they are,
He is here and I am far.
The way it's meant to be,
It's the best thing for me.
But wow thoughts are still mixing,
This is going to be one long one to be fixing.
It's going to be a while,
Take a lot to make me smile.
But it's all because of my thoughts never ending,
So to everyone my appologies I am sending.
Sorry for not being a friend or more when I should be,
And I hope that one day you'll all forgive me.
But now I must go and think,
And further on move down that brink.
One day I will get it all out,
And no longer will this confusion make me pout.